The villain of Kuai Chuan Jiao is paranoid and black-bellied

Chapter 64 I Am the Villain in the No. 18 Evil Way in the Jianghu [-]

He laughed at himself, he was indeed the first in the world, and his reputation was indeed well-deserved. Of course, Gu Shizhi's methods were indeed ruthless.

After practicing for a long time, Jing Feng walked slowly towards his residence.

Opening the door, he looked at the familiar room, smiled, and touched the table with his index finger.

The house was cleaned very cleanly, without any trace of dust. It was obvious that people often came to clean it recently.

Is it Wei Jue or Ah Lan?
Jingfeng sat at the table thinking, suddenly saw the flower arrangement on the table, picked it up and smelled it, it was very fragrant.

Wei Jue has always hated flowers and plants, so he would never be so careful. This crabapple flower is what Ah Lan likes, so it must be Ah Lan.

The corners of his lips twitched, and he smelled the flower again, suddenly feeling his mood turn from cloudy to sunny.

He bandaged his wound, applied the medicine, changed his clothes, and went to the place where Can Que usually retreated.

In the days that followed, Jiang Zuilan still didn't like Jing Feng very much, and Jing Feng still plotted against Jiang Zuilan from time to time.

Wei Jue still hated Jiang Zuilan deeply, and he had attacked secretly several times, but how could Jiang Zuilan be afraid of him.

So she and Wei Jue were at war with each other, and it really became the original setting.

Of course, what Jiang Zuilan didn't know was that every time she fell asleep, outside her residence, there would be a figure silently guarding her, and she would leave sadly only after dawn.

And every time he saw the lights in Jiang Zuilan's room, it was the time when Jing Feng felt the warmest in his heart.

Watching the night for Jiang Zuilan, in addition to fearing that Wei Jue will plot against him again, this seems to have become a habit of Jing Feng.

The flowers fell and the flowers bloomed, and six years passed in a flash.

Jiang Zuilan was already 16 years old at that time, a young girl in her prime, and she had never been out of the gate of purgatory in the past six years.

It took six years for her martial arts to be completed, but Jingfeng and Wei Jue's internal strength is much better than hers. This is probably a talent.

Jingfeng's martial arts are getting better and better, and he is also more cunning and cunning.

And Can Que became a little strange. Although she still occasionally taught her martial arts, she maintained a subtle sense of distance, and her tone changed from the feeling of treating her apprentice at the beginning. Somewhat uncomfortable.

Whenever she sees Can Que looking at her with a lonely face, it makes her feel inexplicably a sense of crisis, that strong possessive desire, and every time she looks at her, that kind of looking at another person through her Her appearance made her unable to avoid Can Que.

In six years, even that kid Ming Jue has grown taller, but he still likes to fight against her. Jing Feng is inexplicably strict with him, and whenever Ming Jue appears, Jing Feng will jump out immediately.

It's a pity that Wei Jue is a rebellious character, the more Jing Feng is like this, the more trouble he wants to find Jiang Zuilan.

Speaking of which, Jiang Zuilan felt that Jingfeng was the thing she couldn't see through the most, and this kid was getting more and more scheming.

At this time, the 19-year-old Jingfeng has grown into an adult, but he is still very cunning, sometimes even a little more cunning than Can Que.

Every time he plots against Can Que in the dark, but on the bright side he and Wei Jue are still good disciples, but there are many conspiracies behind it.

Jiang Zuilan was looking out of the window at this time, thinking that Can Que's eyes had become more and more scorching recently, which always made her feel inexplicably irritated. Suddenly, a figure flashed by the window, and a gust of wind passed by, bringing a faint smell of green bamboo, she sighed. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Jingfeng! Why do you always open the window if you can't enter through the door?"

In the past six years, not only Jiang Zuilan, but also Jingfeng has changed a lot. Now he is a handsome and handsome boy, but what can't be changed is his treacherous and cunning temperament.

"Isn't this closer? Look, what is this?" Jingfeng smiled indifferently, jumped from the window and landed next to Jiang Zuilan, took out a box, and took out a delicate golden hairpin from it, that's all. It was inserted straight into Jiang Zuilan's head.

Jingfeng's voice was a little lazy, and it was no longer immature as before, and it sounded very pleasant.

Jiang Zuilan grinned, "Jingfeng, are you trying to murder me? You almost punctured my skull!"

Jingfeng smiled embarrassingly.

Jiang Zuilan took off the golden hairpin from her head, and said softly, "I never use these things, so take them quickly and don't bother me."

"This is for you. If you don't like it, throw it away." Jingfeng's face was a little unhappy, and he put away the box as if he was about to throw it away, but his eyes were on Jiang Zuilan.

Jiang Zuilan raised her head and saw Jing Feng standing against the light, a slight smile was hanging on the corner of her lips, and her shining black eyes were full of smiles.

Jiang Zuilan was speechless, what is this kid planning?

Jiang Zuilan looked at Jingfeng at this time, and said impatiently: "I don't want it, you can throw it away if you want."

"It's fine if the master gives it to you. I'll give it to you. If you don't want it, just throw it away!" Jing Feng's face became even uglier, and he threw the box out of the window angrily.

Jiang Zuilan was stunned for a moment when she heard Jingfeng's words, and then she thought that Jingfeng was talking about the Xi'er hairpin that Can Tien gave her six years ago, on the eve of the martial art competition she participated in. She had never worn it before, and that martial arts competition was also the only martial arts competition she participated in.

Suddenly, at this time, Can Que came over without knowing when, holding the brocade box in his hand, still dressed in white clothes, the years seemed to have left nothing on his face, his jade-like face was cold , looking at Jingfeng with gloomy eyes.

Jiang Zuilan stood up and called, "Master."

"Jingfeng, you are here to disturb Ah Lan again, and don't throw away your own things. The kung fu is still on the sixth floor and has not improved, so hurry up and go back to practice." Can Que looked at Jingfeng with a bad expression. His gaze also became a little abnormal, and he stuffed the brocade box into his arms, motioning for him to leave.

Jingfeng's fists were clenched tightly, and there were blue veins throbbing on his forehead, and he was about to lose control. He took a few deep breaths and said, "Yes, master!"

Then, he turned around and left without looking back.

The corners of Jiang Zuilan's mouth twitched when Can Que said that Jingfeng's kung fu was stuck on the sixth floor and would not improve. If other people heard this, they would probably go crazy.

So can you let those disciples who have been stuck on the third or fourth floor for so many years survive?

In fact, Jingfeng's current strength has no rivals in Purgatory Gate except Can Que, and he is probably at the top in the arena.

After Jingfeng left, Can Que's expression softened, and he said gently: "If you like Ah Lan's jewelry, Master has a lot of them. I'll send someone to bring them to you."

"Master, no need, I don't usually like to wear those things." Jiang Zuilan shook her head, she doesn't want anyone's things, let's go, let her live in peace.

Can Que smiled gently, and took out a secret book, "You still need to practice your martial arts, or you will lose face if you say you are my disciple, please read this secret book, and ask me if you don't understand anything." .”

Jiang Zuilan nodded.

Can Que seemed very satisfied with Jiang Zuilan's attitude, and said loudly, "Then I'll go back first."

Jiang Zuilan looked at the cheat book on the table, nodded absently, and let Canque leave.

She looked at the back of Can Que leaving, and thought that the eyes of the two were becoming more and more explosive. It seems that she used to have a premonition that there must be a big battle between the two in the future!It can't be wrong, she doesn't want to mix between the two of them.

This day is Xi'er's death day, every year on this day Can Que will appear particularly depressed, and the people at the gate of Purgatory, on this day, dare not take a breath, for fear of offending Can Que somewhere.

Jiang Zuilan looked at the moon outside the window, wondering what she was thinking, when suddenly, the smell of alcohol hit her face, making her frown.

A gust of wind passed by, and in the half-light and half-darkness, one could see Remnant Tien, with his hair half loose and his skirt half open, staggering forward with a blushing face.

Jiang Zuilan looked at Can Que who was obviously drunk, frowned, stood up, and called Master lightly, without further ado.

Can Que, on the other hand, half-closed his drunken and exquisite eyes, looked at Jiang Zuilan in a daze, and called indistinctly, "Xi'er..."

Jiang Zuilan's brows frowned even tighter. Seeing Can Que's appearance, she subconsciously took a few steps back, but Can Que refused to let her go and took a few steps closer.

"Xi'er..." Can Que called out affectionately again, cautiously, with a touch of uncertainty in his elegant tone, as if he was afraid that the person in front of him would disappear in the next second.

"Master, I'm Ah Lan." Jiang Zuilan took a few steps back and said coldly.

Can Que didn't seem to hear, he reached out to touch Jiang Zuilan's cheek.

Jiang Zuilan knew something was wrong, so she quickly dodged and rushed out the door.

Can Que was stunned for a moment, staggering and chasing after him with lightness kung fu, and shouting sadly while chasing, "Xi'er, don't go, don't leave me...Xi'er these years...you've had a good time ?...Xi'er, do you know that I miss you so much..."

It's just that even though Can Que was drunk and his body was unsteady, his lightness kung fu was much faster than Jiang Zuilan's.

Soon Jiang Zuilan was caught up by Can Que, Jiang Zuilan's eyes flashed coldly, she pulled out the dagger in her hand, and took advantage of Can Que's inadvertent dagger to strike out.

The cold dagger brushed against Can Que's neck. After all, Can Que was a master, even if he was drunk, he was very vigilant, and he reacted quickly, which only allowed the dagger to scratch his skin.

At this time Can Que was startled, Jiang Zuilan could clearly see the instant flames in Can Que's eyes.

Jiang Zuilan didn't hesitate at all, taking advantage of Can Que's momentary daze, she had already used her lightness kung fu to gallop away.

The flames in Can Que's eyes were even worse, he flew away in a rage, and stood in front of Jiang Zuilan in a moment, "You want to kill me? It's not a day or two since you flirt with that kid on weekdays, Xi'er, I respect you, bear with me." You, I love you, and I know that you love me too... But Xi'er, how could you treat me like this!"

He pointed to his heart, "I miss you every day, and wish I could find you right away, how can you do me justice?" There was a hint of ferocity in Can Que's eyes, and he stepped forward step by step.

Jiang Zuilan was startled, it seemed that she couldn't run away today, she looked at Can Que with cold eyes and said, "Can Que, look clearly, I'm Alan, I'm Alan. Xi'er died a long time ago!"

But Can Que seemed to be unable to hear, his eyes were red.

At this time, Jiang Zuilan also noticed the abnormality of Can Que. The corners of her eyes twitched, and she really found that Can Que was really angry. Could it be that he went into a madness because of something wrong with his practice, and because he missed Xi'er too much?
Holding the dagger in her hand, Jiang Zuilan dodged left and right to avoid Can Que's hands, waiting for an opportunity to kill with one blow.

As for Can Que, she doesn't care if he is insane or not, if she doesn't kill him now, she will lose her innocence!

It's just that she is Can Que's opponent, he controlled Jiang Zuilan's wrists with one hand, and the flames in his eyes seemed to burn Jiang Zuilan.

Jiang Zuilan struggled until she was getting weaker, she cursed loudly, her eyes were full of determination, and the dagger in her hand had no choice but to slash her neck.

Fuck, the big deal is that the fish will die and the net will be broken, and I will leave you a corpse. If Can Que is really mad at the corpse and loses his own soul, then the corpse will not be himself.

I, Jiang Zuilan, would rather die than surrender!

But just when Jiang Zuilan's dagger was about to cut through his neck, at this moment, there was only a shout, and a violent attack with the force of thunder struck Can Que's back.

Can Que's habit for many years made him subconsciously aware of the crisis, his expression changed, and he attacked the person with a palm of his true energy.

The man was hit in the chest by Can Que, and spewed a mouthful of blood in the air. After he fell to the ground and stood still, he quickly circulated his true energy, and condensed his fists to attack Can Que's back.

Can Que did not let go of Jiang Zuilan at this time, but casually touched the vital points on Jiang Zuilan's body, turned around to catch the man's fists with one hand, and said angrily: "Jingfeng, do you really want to be so desperate?!"

Jingfeng looked at Jiang Zuilan, his face changed several times.

Hearing the noise coming from Jiang Zuilan's residence just now, he felt a little uneasy. He didn't expect to come a step too late, and saw Jiang Zuilan being forced to almost commit suicide by the remnants.

How dangerous, he almost lost her forever!
At this moment, he clenched his fists, tried his best to restrain his emotions, and said, "Master, she is Alan."

Can Que narrowed his eyes, lowered his head and looked down, tightly clutching Jiang Zuilan's arm.

Jing Feng gritted his teeth and said nothing, only pressed his thin lips tightly, there was blood oozing from the corner of his lips, and his fists were clenched and crackling.

Can Que was indeed on the verge of going mad at first, and because he missed Xi'er, he drank too much and became crazy.

But when Jiang Zuilan was about to commit suicide just now, although his madness had not diminished, his mind had recovered.

He looked at Jiang Zuilan with ice-cold eyes, and then at the frightened Feng who was suppressed and forbearing, but became more determined.

Can Que fixedly looked at Jiang Zuilan, then moved his lips, and said in a low voice: "Why don't you want to accompany me, why don't we stay together at the gate of purgatory? , Is this kid really that good, and the mountain is really that good? You are my apprentice, you have been in this life, why didn't you listen to me, why did you betray me!"

Jiang Zuilan and Jingfeng were silent, Can Que looked at the girl in front of him, his eyes were very similar to Xi'er, but in comparison, these eyes lacked a lot of warmth and affection, and had a lot more indifference and coldness.

So what, Xi'er left, I can't see her anymore, now even you have to leave with this brat, and then I will be left alone, so no one can leave, since If you can't get it, destroy it!
Then you can stay with me like Xi'er, and I will see you every day, just like before, never changing.

The corner of Can Que's lips curled up, his eyes flashed, but suddenly, he wanted to see what step this kid would do for this girl.

Can Que smiled lightly, "Jingfeng, can you stop me?"

Jingfeng gritted his teeth, and forcefully squeezed out a word, "Yes!"

Can Que suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly, "Okay."

Very well, this can be regarded as Jingfeng, the first time he disobeyed him so openly.

Can Que's eyes gradually became sharper, and there was even a little more approval in his eyes, "In the past few years, I know Jing Feng's attachment to Ah Lan, and now I just want to see, for this girl, how can you do it? make something.

I also know that you are ambitious, and the deaths of Jing Guang and Zhou Bei back then must have had something to do with you.

In the past six years, I have been tempting you, but you have kept your mouth shut.

This kind of scheming, this kind of endurance, speaking from the heart, even I, Can Que, couldn't match you when I was cutting swords.

But now, Jingfeng, don’t forget that I am your master, and everything you have learned in this life was taught by me.” Can Que’s eyes were condensed with a cold light, “Why do you win against me? "

Is everything you have learned in this life taught by you?That's not necessarily the case!
The corner of Jingfeng's lips twitched, revealing an extremely mocking smile.

Now that the disguise of master and apprentice has been torn apart, there is no need for him to hide it anymore.

With a thought in his mind, he swooped, and he leaped to the side of Can Que like a thunderbolt, a silver light suddenly appeared, piercing Can Que's heart inch by inch.

Can Que put two fingers together, and with a light pinch, the sharp edge of the blade was caught between the two fingers and remained motionless.

He looked at Jingfeng coldly, but he saw that Jingfeng's face remained unchanged, and he held the handle of the knife and turned it around a few times in an instant, and the blade instantly turned into a short blade, and pointed at Can Que's body at an extremely tricky angle. Heart pierced.

It's not the work of Purgatory Gate!

Can Que's eyes turned cold and his expression changed.

He reversed his body and dodged, but Jingfeng didn't intend to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but took advantage of this moment to hug Jiang Zuilan who was standing by the side and rush out.

Want to just run away like this, Can Que snorted coldly, pumped up his breath, and instantly his clothes fluttered without wind.

Using his lightness kung fu, he followed closely behind Jingfeng, and as he walked further and further away, he reached the edge of the cliff of broken souls that descended the mountain.

Watching Jingfeng lead Jiang Zuilan to jump up to the iron gate panting, the iron gate is usually the only way to go up and down the mountain. The iron gate is connected to the Baizhang peak, and its function is the same as that of the elevator.

The corners of Can Que's lips can't help but rise slowly, no matter how much Jingfeng hides his strength, his lightness kung fu is at most on par with him, and now he is still carrying Jiang Zuilan, there are many natural dangers on the peak along the way, he wants to It is easy to catch up with him.

However, wouldn't it be a lot less fun to catch up so easily? !

Can Que now has the fun of cats and mice, but he doesn't know that there have been ancients before and there will be new ones, how many people are spoiled by this fun of underestimating the enemy?
However, when he saw Jingfeng angrily throwing the iron gate into the abyss, he couldn't help laughing.

He was afraid that Alan would sneak away, and the basic facilities of the iron gate had been destroyed by him.

That being the case, how can you Jingfeng go.

While Can Que was laughing, he tapped his toes lightly, and he leapt lightly to a distance of several zhang in front of Jingfeng.

Jiang Zuilan in front of the cliff was placed aside, while Jingfeng was standing against the wind, the forbearance in his expression was completely gone at this time.

Instead, it was wild and unruly that he had never seen before. Obviously, he had decided to put all his eggs in one basket and fight with his back.

Can Que raised his eyebrows, is this the nature of Jing Feng?He looked at Jingfeng with interest.

At this time, Jingfeng was ready to go, like a beast dormant in the dark, with astonishing explosive and lethal power.

These things that are usually deliberately hidden are all exposed at this moment, shining radiantly, like the brightest stars in the sky.

In addition to being surprised, it also makes people have a radiant appearance, the appearance of a pearl shining after being dusted.

It's a pity that this wolf cub is still a little impatient.

Can Que smiled suddenly, the wind was buzzing on the cliff, Can Que's white shirt was fluttering, he still looked like a fairy, accompanied by this handsome and unparalleled smile, at first glance, he could already be called a fairy .

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